Tên đầy đủ: The Tragically Hip
I like the tone of your trumpet C'mon let's spill some paint Let's raise a glass of milk to the end of another day And......
September Seventeen For a girl I know it's Mother's Day Here son has gone alee And that's where he will stay Wind on the weathervane......
If there's a goal that everyone remembers, it was back in ol' 72 We all squeezed the stick and we all pulled the trigger And......
The beautiful lull, the dangerous tug we get to feel small from high up above and after a glimpse over the top the rest of......
Sled dogs after dinner close their eyes on the howlin' wastes Kurt Cobain, reincarnated, sighs and licks his face then they drift past strips of......
It was our third time in New York It was your fourth time in New York We were fifth and sixth on the bill We......
Bill Barilko disappeared that summer, he was on a fishing trip. The last goal he ever scored won the Leafs the cup They didn't win......
Does it diminish your super-capacity to love Walk like a matador, don't be chicken-shit and turn breezes into rivulets flamenco-sweep the air and weave the......
he said I'm fabulously rich C'mon just let's go She kinda bit her lip Geez, I don't know But I can guarantee There'll be no......
well its 7:00 AM and she woke by the radio yeah she rolled on over said, "where did my man go?" she's been a gunslinger's......
Evelyn-Evelyn Where were you last night? Evelyn-Evelyn Where were you last night? waited on your front porch till the break of day but when the......
We wake up different, rifle through our dreams Another placid day, ripples at the seams Do you think I bow out cause I think you're......
You're older, you're haunted you're ahead of your time. In corners of acres of blocks of straight lines. Blurringly, hourly we cross some great divides......
Greasy jungle metropolis noir Easy tangles the easiest so far Ah I drove down your road to Hazeldean where I tasted your funeral home's sandwiches......
I've often dreamt of a conversation that just keeps coming up again and again. We're sitting in the Baby Bar bereft at a shadowy table......
like anyone I knew a Dave drove a Plymouth shallow grave said, "my girl don't just walk, she unfurls" with motorcycle language he stumbled through......
You triumphed over will You had immunity to kill You had your dreams fulfilled And I love you still But there's a power beyond control......
Bring me back in shackles, hang me long out in the sun, exonerate me, forget about me I recommend measures for ending it. Lover, she......
I'm going down to see my highway girl she just back from around the world I'm gonna get me a gun, I'm gonna stand on......
I love you even when I don't even know I'm doing it and dismiss it out of hand cause I don't even know I'm doing......